Novel & Cerita Paranoid Mage

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Morgana explained with a sad smile on her face. I wondered why she looked sad despite the smile. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Who did this?" Sage asked with squinted eyes. "Cause I'm sure this isn't a thing back at the kingdom. This is related to black magic." He frowned. "Yeah, it isn't a thing in our world since it's a spell." Morgana shrugged. "But someone went extra miles to protect the people." "That must be Mila." Sage said. "She never grows up. The risk is huge." He complained.

"You think I would give up that easily, you really don't know who you are dealing with mage, I been through things your brain can ever think off, why do you think this little issue will stop me" "And if you must know I'm a hybrid like you but my other half is quite dangerous so I lock him away so no one is able to sense him to anyone around me I'm just a mage" Mr mage said finally stopping at a page of his spell book. "and what might your other part be that you have to lock him away Mr mage". "Keep pestering me and you will find out" Mr Mage said as he took the book in his hands walking towards the gate of the cell Serena was locked in,

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.

He cocks his head to the side as he studies my face intently, causing me to squirm in place under his gaze. Words move to the forefront of my mind, beating back the whispering voices that were growing too loud to ignore. The soothing sound of Jamari’s voice floods my system with calm, helping me take control of the magic that threatens to consume me. “I am Morgana Pendragom.” Magic swirls around me, sending my hair flying around my head. “There is nothing I can not do.” A scream leaves my lips as the last of my words fills the space between us. A burst of power shoots out from my body, blasting against the spell placed on the cell door.

I see the faces of most of my eyes become pale and they start of sweat; Mage comes out as he pleases nowadays and he's been training with my body too, everyone already knows that Mage resides inside me and has seen him multiple times but I guess they're still not used to it. "My wonderful minions, I have waited so long to speak to you all. Your loyalty towards me and her is a necessity for me to win; therefore any hindrance caused by either one of you will not be received well by me. My time has finally come, you will all join me in my wrath of hell that I will unleash upon this world after our glorious victory." Mage's deathly loud deep voice echoes throughout the hall, as he warns them his

I checked the system to see the list of my skills Main skills: [Mana Mastery] [Magic Mastery] [Dark Magic] [Space Magic] [Enchant Magic] [Psychic Magic] [Evil Eyes] [Abyss Magic] [Martial Art] [Magic Craft] Sub skills: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance] [Evil Eye of Distortion] [Evil Eye of Illusion] [Evil Eye Grudge] [Mana Records] [Take Over] [Telekinesis] [Space Maneuver] [Force Field] [Pain infliction] [Provocation][Dark Manipulation] [Curse Magic] [Puppet Mastery] [Totem Magic] [Witchcraft] [Necromancy] [Time Arc] [Archive]

I said, accepting his handshake. "My name is Garrett Marcadi. I am the greatest mage in the history of magic users," he said, and I eyed him, unable to hide my skepticism. "You don't believe me?" He said, cocking his head. "Tell us why you are here," Denzel insisted. "Yes, your majesty," the mage said. In a blink of an eye, he'd transformed into a much younger man with sparkling black hair, which was gelled away from his face. His clothes were properly tailored and ironed. They looked expensive.